As I walk back for the shower, Ron meets me at the door "Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to get breakfast." he scoffs "Or lunch, now?"
I squint my eyes at him, before shrugging "Yeah, just wait out here for a second. Malfoy is asleep in his costume."
Ron nods and I slide into my room. After I'm dressed, I look over Draco. He's definately not waking up anytime soon.
After I dress, I step out of the room and look to Ron as I put on my glasses "How's the head?" he asks.
"Splitting." I state as we start walking. Then the thought of last night comes to mind "How's the arse?"
"Bruised." Ron nods, before snickering "Malfoy can hit. Like hard." I scoff, before he declares "He might be kinky."
I hum, before asking "Are you hungover at all?" He shakes his head and I frown "How are you not hungover."
"I only had to take two shots." Ron states, before shrugging "My character was in one scene. Then a corpse in another."
"How are the girls?" I ask and he chuckles. I furrow my brow "What happened?"
"They're dead." he smirks, before shaking his head "Both of them are passed out. Both of them are still in costume." As we reach the car, he asks "Is Malfoy still in that corset?"
I shake my head "He managed to get out of it." With that, we climb in and a smile creeps across my face.
Ron and I sit in a comfortable silence, until we sit at a restaurant. He smiles "So, Draco... he's a lot different than before." I nod as I look over the menu "He's a decent bloke, apart from his fondness for a whip."
I scoff and hum. We're silent, until I get what he's trying to do. When I look up, I find he looks for any reaction "What?"
"I'm just saying..." he shrugs, before declaring "Draco, he's a catch." I give an amused look and he shrugs.
I shrug "I don't know, Ron. I don't think Hermione would be okay with you dating Malfoy."
"That's not..." he sighs, before glaring at me "I was talking about for you, Harry! He's a good guy, for you!"
I give a sad smile, before shrugging "He rips through guys like cigarettes. He smokes out one, and leaves it like rubbish." I sigh "There's no way that we could be a couple."
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When I get back to the dorm, Draco sits at his desk with some black foam on his head "What's on your head?"
"Hair dye." he states, before clearing his throat "Dying it black. Blue is getting too much attention."
"Okay." I state, before sitting on the foot of his bed and crossing my legs "Should we talk about last night?"
He thinks for a second, before shrugging "Depends." he clears his throat, before asking "How much do you remember?"
"I don't." I state and he nods, before I frown "You remember last night?" he nods and I ask "What happened?"
"Nothing." he insists, before shaking his head "Don't worry about it." he sighs, before turning around wheeling over to his dresser. He snags a box of colored pencils, before returning to his desk.
I press my lips into a fine line, before declaring "I want to worry about it, Draco!" he gives a questioning look and I sigh "If you think something, say it!"
He narrows his gaze at me, before returning to his drawing. He sighs "It doesn't matter." I'm about to say something when he stands "I've gotta wash this."
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The Dorm Mate Mishap (Drarry Fanfic)
FanfictionIn his second year in uni, Harry finds his roommate to be his arch enemy. As the year progresses, Harry becomes very aware of how his dorm mate makes him feel, and must find a way to tell his friends.